Title: Twisted Twilight
Author: Midnight
Beta: Moonlite (MAYBE- we've had no contact- are you alive out there?)
Synopses: A different version of Twilight. What if Renee never married Phil, but John Reed, a local cop. John is actually an alcoholic, and is abusive to Bella and Renee. It's after a brutal attack, that Bella decides to go to Forks to live with her Father. As Bella's life experiences have changed, so has our beloved story. See how!
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, or any characters from the novels. There are no proceeds gathered from this work.

Chapter: Twenty
Chapter Title: Biggest Mistake
Warning: Includes mention of violence, and rape.
Authors Note: Two completely unrelated things; one Chris Pine is fantastically sexy- and also my current background on my laptop. Two; the new Star Trek movie was epic. (And yes, I really am that big of a nerd.)
I wasn't sure if I should post this yet, because it's not the normal length. However, I was very happy with the ending, and I'm sure ya'll would love an update- enjoy.
Special Thanks: , ShinobixAngel, april nichole, Gothic Saku-chan, Kitasky123, wintersage, A is for Angel, Ghostwriter, Nekokitten1123, megatxlonghornfan, S Berger, CullenGirl30, Drama Kagome, FRK921, ivegotproblams, kejce, divine divinity, animallover0109, EdwardIs4Me, San, AJ Edwins (not at all  ), Dreams do Matter, dog youkai jane, I only HELD the gun, whiterose03, and Shiba-san

As we drove up to a hotel, my mind was racing. It was late, but I wasn't tired. The cold realization that my mother was likely going to die within the next couple of days didn't even seem to bother me, for what is life, without death? Right as I parked, my cell phone rang.
"Hello?"

"Is this Isabella Swan?" The man on the other end asked.

"Who wants to know?" I handed the car keys to Edward, and opened my door.

"I'm Sergeant Victor Batrella of the Phoenix City Police Department-" My heart stopped, but at the same time, I was unmoved.

"He's gone, isn't he?" My voice was hollow, and unsurprised. Of course he was gone, he had so many connections I'm sure someone, somewhere got him off on all charges.

"Your step father, John Reed, somehow managed to break out of his holding cell-"

"Broke out? The DA didn't let him off?" I had a slightly reawakened faith in humanity- maybe.

"No- the DA was going to take him to the cleaners; apparently he was the head of an organization of police officers who were involved in drug and sex trafficking ring. Large measures have been taken to remove each individual, but somehow your father broke out."

"Wait- so he wasn't arrested for assault?"

"Look, this would be a lot easier to explain if you came down to the station-"

"I understand that sir, but it's not going to happen. Not tonight, anyways," I said, making sure to sound tired. "Just, please try to give me the abridged version."

"When your father called 911 about your Mothers suicide attempt, the police came with the EMS- its standard procedure. The state of the house clearly implied a struggle, and her buries were from far more then falling down the stairs. The EMS wouldn't let John ride in the bus, because they suspected him, and when your mother came to, they asked her what happened. She was too incoherent to say anything, other than one word: John.
"We did an investigation, and arrested your father for assault, assault causing bodily harm, and the DA was pressing for attempted murder. Somehow, within the last two hours, he got out. I'm worried your life might be in danger, Isabella." My stomached twisted up.

"What about my mother?"

"We've placed two officers outside of her room, so she'll be fine. I'm more worried about you, and I really think you should come down to the station-"

"No," I repeated, this time far more aggressively. "He's not going to go right after me, he's going to try to get to me through other people- he'll want me to go after him."

"Isabella, don't you think you might be over reacting a little bit?"

"I don't know who you need to call to do it, but get someone to keep a constant GPS lock on this cell phone- I'll reactivate it after this call. Make sure someone stays with my mother, and call the Forks police department-"

"Forks?"

"Forks, Washington. My biological father is the chief of police. Tell him there's a fugitive on the loose, who just might show up there- it's where I've been staying- if you're right, and he is after me, then Forks needs to be warned."

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm staying at the Hilton, downtown, where I plan to be getting some sleep." Or something. "Thank you for calling me, and if you get any more information, then feel free to call me again." I hung up on him, and looked to Edward, who was now hovering on my side.

"Are you alright?"

"I think so," I nodded. "But we need to go back to Forks."

"But your mother-?" He rested his hand on my shoulder, concerned.

"She's protected my two armed guards, and John is, after all, only human. Charlie, however, is unprotected and probably freaking out- or else he will be when that cop calls him. John's trying to get to me, trying to prove he has power over me- this is just another goddamn game to him, Edward. One that is going to end in blood- and Charlie is next on his list."

"Bella, how can you be so sure?"

"It's just a feeling I have, I can't explain it. I just- know." I looked into Edward's eyes, which where darkening in color, getting closer and closer to black. "But first, you need to hunt, and I need some sleep. Let's check into the hotel for a couple of hours, and when you're done, come back and meet me- the rooms are all secured."

"Alright," Edward nodded. "I'll call Alice to, and get an update. You call Charlie so he knows that you're alright."

"I will," I agreed, "once we check in. Let's go in." Edward pulled me into a quick hug, then too my hand and lead the way.

Our lives follow a tree, with multiple choices and options that can change the outcome. I have seen all of her branches, and this is the darkest of them all, Edward. It is also leading to the shortest point. You have time to change that- a side branch exists off this main one, which is very long. It is the tallest of the tree. You are correct in assuming that horrible things are about to transpire- but you are wrong about the cause, child. You will not harm her, or anyone she cares about. Believe it or not, you don't have the strength to. Bella is special, beyond anything I've seen in my 400 years. Gifted, like no other. You love her, and she loves you, but you know that in this relationship, there is more than love to it. But, although you will have to be careful, you will destroy her. The worst damage you could do to her soul, is by leaving.

That's right, you cannot leave her, Edward- it is simply too late. It's been too late since she came to Forks. The wolves are not the only ones who imprint, you know- you vampire's are just too damn proud to admit that something beyond your precious free will might be controlling you.
You need to look at the facts, Edward. Without her, you will feel like a shell of yourself. Sure, you'll last for awhile, but eventually you'll be driven into complete madness, and probably end up pleading to self proclaimed rulers in Italy to kill you. And what about Bella? She'll be absolutely devastated, and completely incapable of coping- she'll risk her life to save you.
Without you, she will die. With you, she'll die as well. But it'll be a different kind of death, and that's an important distinction. Without you, everything ends, and she will only have known a world of pain, and suffering. She will hate everything, because of the one time she trusted someone to tell, they turned their back on her, and disappeared. But with you, she'll experience the death of her human life- all the pain, and the suffering, will fade with time. Reborn into a world of family, and love- don't you want that for her? Don't you want her to have second chance? A new life- with you?
You fear you are endangering her, but you are protecting her. Her life is about to change, drastically, and she will need you. I know you believe that she is strong, and she is, but her will to live is not. She will take vengeance for her mother, but not for herself. I cannot tell you anymore then this; the code forbids it. But you must hang on, and you must no fear yourself in the presents of her- you will not hurt her, despite how much a part of you longs too. To harm her, would be harmful to yourself, and that part of your body knows that. Soon it's longing for her will change. Have faith, child.
Edward stared at the witch in front of him in shook. She was a hunter, but a seer as well- beyond that, she was an old friend, from another life; his life violence. Her long black hair waved in the wind, well her emerald green eyes glowed in the night's air. She placed her hand on his forehead, "May the true council bless you, now and always." Those were the only words she ever spoke aloud, in the whole time he knew her. The young looking witch crossed her arms in frustration, her long white hair blowing in the wind.
You must return to you hotel room.

I sat alone on the balcony, staring off into space. I had locked the sliding door, but I don't know what that would do, really. I hated myself more than I had in my whole life, and the last thing I wanted was to see Edward. I knew the second he got close he'd be so disgusted, he just walk away. My human weakness was burning into me, something which I never noticed until I met Edward. Beyond that, my selfishness and insanity dug into my heart. How could I have been so reckless? There was no logic for what I had done- I was just a useless, weak, and unreliable person. The burning sensation finally really got my attention, and I looked down. My stomach twisted into knots.
My arms stared back at me, hateful. Each forearm was absolutely covered in what seemed like thousands of little cuts, and several large ones- my blood was flowing opening down my arm, and onto the balcony. It was like one minute I was fine, and the next-
I looked to the dresser and noticed the numerous sharp objects sitting on it. I ignored them, and walked over to the desk. I sat myself down, and finally, now that Edward was gone, I allowed myself to break down completely. Cold, ridged tears poured down my face well I took deep, jagged breaths. Images of blood crosses into my mind as numerous attacks by John ran through my head. I felt dirty, used and angry. I was absolutely disgusting, even to myself. I attempted to gain control- but it didn't work. More and more images flew through my head.
The time John flung me down the stairs.
John kicking me and I lay on the floor crying.
John grabbing my ass in the kitchen before school.
John reaching up school kilt when I got home and then pushing me backward- followed by me pulling myself up and running like hell out the door.
John introducing me to "Vinny" and leaving the room.
My stomach heaved with that one. I panicked, attempting to block the images away- my heart rate flew through the roof and I found the pen knife sitting on the desk. I grabbed it without thinking, and ran the blade along my skin. Just once, I lied, just relax then bandage it- tell him you slipped on a piece of glass well going for a walk. But with one I couldn't stop, the frenzy began. Again, and again, deeper and deeper. More and more blood trickled down my arm and then- the horrible realization hit me.
I ran out the balcony to breath.
I rested my head against the cold railing and allowed myself to cry again. So much hurt and anger seemed to flow through me. I thought I had succeeded in shutting myself down so I could complete this horrible task in peace, but I hadn't. No, all I had done was make it bottle up.
I reviewed the facts of my sorry existence, attempting to distract myself. My mother was dying, my father in mortal danger, my step-father on the run from the cops, probably going to kill my father, and the Vampire family I knew probably didn't know I knew about them- besides Alice. I let out a howl of anger and frustration before pulling myself into a ball to bawl myself to sleep. Edward was going to be so angry with me…. I was putting him in danger… I hated myself so much.